With the development of the earth, the Internet kiosks on the roadside are equivalent to the phone booths 800 years ago, with dozens of them on every street.
Seeing that his original account number of more than 50,000 had grown to more than 305,000, Zhang Haotian smiled with satisfaction.
Early the next morning, Li Dong hurriedly handed a newspaper to Zhang Haotian.
Zhang Haotian saw the most eye-catching line of text, and it also had a photo of Chen Bian.
"Chen Bianyu, the owner of the largest leather factory in the provincial capital, suddenly turned into a fool in the elevator of the Imperial Park last night. At the same time, the tannery's public working capital was transferred, of which nearly 200 million was the loan that had just been applied for.
Relevant departments suspect that Chen Bian is a thief and pretending to be a fool. The relevant departments have begun evidence collection and investigation, and Chen Bian was also transferred to the Capital Neurological Hospital for verification of authenticity."
After Zhang Haotian read it, he casually threw the newspaper aside and said: "This money should be enough for the brotherhood to use for a while. It will be fine when I enter the Nascent Soul stage."
"Sixth brother, do you think Chen Bian will be cured by some high-end technology in the capital?"
"Today's high-end technology is not that powerful. If the power of the mind is strong enough, Chen Bian can be restored as long as he is willing to use it up. But I don't think the country is stupid enough to let a super master lose his mind because of 300 million yuan."
"Three billion, not even three billion. I still know a little about how much the country cherishes its elite masters."
"Third brother, the four team leaders of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning have now entered the second level of the Mind Bible. Let second brother pass on the second level of Nine Yang Kung to them. Their stronger strength will also be beneficial to the development of our brotherhood.
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"Okay, I'll call my second brother now."
Today is Friday, so Zhang Haotian went to school in the afternoon, not to go to class, but to pick up Hong Ying from school. Although Zhang Haotian no longer had money, he had a strong interest in Hong Guoqiang's identity.
I picked up Hong Ying smoothly at five o'clock in the afternoon. Hong Guoqiang did not come to pick up the two of them today. Zhang Haotian took Hong Ying and squeezed onto the bus. After returning home, Zhang Haotian began to prepare the evening meal.
Since there were only two people, Zhang Haotian simply cooked two dishes, and the two children, one large and one small, ate them with relish.
While Zhang Haotian was enjoying the warmth of his family, Yuan Cui and Long Weihua were both thinking about Zhang Haotian.
Inside the exclusive office of the owner of Star Nightclub.
"Fangfang, do the people from the fraternity take you to and from get off work on time every day?"
"Yes, Sister Cui, now I think the Brotherhood is really good. I don't know how much better than the original Lai San?"
Yuan Cui played with the ballpoint pen in her slender right hand, thinking about this morning's newspaper. Suddenly Yuan Cui's eyes lit up and she said: "You said Zhang Haotian can't drive? He has never used a mobile phone?"
"Yes, Sister Cui, the results of our investigation show that Zhang Haotian was an orphan ten years ago, but he was very popular in school, and several of his sworn brothers are quite capable, especially the third one who is the son of Li Yang, the provincial police chief.
Young Master, the fourth child is the son of Xie Chenggong, the president of China Mobile."
"It seems that this is why Long Weihua gave us Xingchen and Mengsha to them, right?"
"By the way, Sister Cui, then Chen Bian took action against Zhang Haotian."
"What? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"
"Sister Cui, it happened two days ago and I haven't reported it to you yet."
